Diamond D - A Day in the Life lyrics

featuring Brand Nubian [Lord Jamar] Aw yeah back to basics kicking sh** in Asics it's like this It's just a day in the life (of three black men) (Repeat 3x) Day one... I wake up to the sun in the morning after justice hour Refinement is in order so I bust this shower Get dressed but first my mind gets blessed Not words but best cess compressed in a philly Silly of me to think that I Could ever have a morning where the phone didn't ring, I am sir A sweet young thing, once a romancer I didn't really fancy her, so build equality I get a beep downstairs from Y.Z.O. Knowledge in his head, beats pump the red Geo Tracker, and in it, we get much blacker Ride around town running down crackers Last Sunday of the month so to Harlem we went Not clubbing, the parliaments of Harriet Tubman Peace to the Gods, peace to the earths Peace to the seeds, peace to the birth Of the nation of the 5% That's it, I tell the gent brothers to represent We left the rally now we're maxing uptown 8th Ave, 25th, 45th, and the Polo Grounds And when it's time to refuel Lord Jamar jump in the car, say "Back to the Rule" It's like that y'all, you know it's as sharp as a knife It's just a day in the life, it's just a day in the life [Diamond] It's just a day in the life (of three black men) (Repeat 3x) Day two, yo check this out Every day when I wake up, phone calls seem to take up My time, but I don't mind because it's fine I don't get heated even though I can't sleep Jump in the shower, then I brush the teeth Hit the stereo in an instant Then I twist up a bud, light an insync Call up a honey if I'm not feeling sunny Or call up my boys when I want to make noise The brother Lord Jamar, the brother Derek X Ahem, oh I forgot, I meant "Sadat" X and I flex when I'm writing a rhyme I got thousands in the bank but I never did a crime Afternoons I go shopping, but I don't lift Back in '84 I used to wear K-Swiss Catch me in Yonkers in the mall buying gear Take in a movie and sit in the rear I might be in the studio hard at work Making hype tracks that sell by the stacks When it gets dark, I chill with my cutie We almost broke up because she started acting snooty When I'm with the fellas, I hit the clubs The building, Red Zone, always see a head flown But I walk away from the bullsh** And you don't stop, and you don't quit [Sadat X] It's just a day in the life (of three black men) (Repeat 3x) Day three... I wake up after 8, a shower, then I take a shower See a tip from last night still left in the tray Some stick of boom music cause I found a fat L Nine times out of ten I used to start this way Then I study j**els and gems instead of Christianity hymns Then walk past him to see my man Marco Polo who works in sports stuff Your two shirts that's tough, a baldie that's rough Call up the Gods, slide to three main places We know a lot of faces so the romp game came work Do you think that I'm a jerk because on my face there's a smirk? Used to party to party rock from body to body But my nightly smokes are spent on the cool down low Rolling up dough and doing mad shows Not dealing with hoes because AIDS is a b**h In the nightime I get rich because kids pump the tape Uptown Bronx from the porch to the fire escape, and you don't stop So to my prehistoric days and dinosaur phase I was completely energized using Islamic rays I'm the royal highness, so clear your sinus Put your trust in the plus and conceal the minus Your head's unravelling, my force is of a javelin Your tongue is in a knot and you're babbling on To the pre test is the God human? Come from the darkness to where I'm looming The hardest working man, ever I see a land I got the power to devour what MC's withstand